Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Come back to me, come back to us ❯ : Remembering the past, part b ( Chapter 5 )

Come back to me, Come back to us
Chapter 3: Remembering the past, part b
Pairings: G/V
Disclaimer: I do know own any characters from Dragonball Z. They are the property of Toei Animation, Pony Canyon, FUNimation Entertainment, and creator Akira Toriyama. I make no money from the writing of the story.
W A R N I N G: This is about male pregnancy (possibly) and male/male relationships. I am letting you know now what the relationships WILL contain. So, if you are AGAINST such pairings, please find something else more to your liking, you have been WARNED.

 

/ Thoughts /
:: Telepathy ::

 

~oOo@oOo~

 

A few months went by without any mishap so far. Vegeta, Nappa, Raditz and Zarbon had managed to conceal the prince's growing belly from Frieza. In fact, Frieza suggested that the prince's quarters be moved next to Zarbon's, so he could keep a close eye on the young Saiyan.

 

~oOo@oOo~

 

Vegeta was already four and half months into his pregnancy. He just returned from another purging mission that left him spent. He limped a little, even after he went in the tank, as he slowly made his way back to his room. He held on to the lower half of his abdomen from the slight throbbing that was generating from there. Once in his room he saw his message window flashing.

 

“Great another fuckin' mission! I'll get some rest first.” Vegeta talked to his self.

 

Upon laying down on the bed he felt a sharp kick in his stomach. He quickly placed his hand on the spot where he felt the sudden movement and waited. Again the movement was quick but he was able to feel it. He swore that it felt like a major war was being wage on in there but he didn't give it a second thought.

 

He smiled a little. It was the first time that he did that in a long while. He made a promise to his self that he was going to try to be the best parent that he could be. He closed his eyes until it was time for him to depart for his next mission.

 

~oOo@oOo~

 

On the other side of the ship, Frieza and Zarbon was having a little discussion, which by the sound of how it was going the reptilian was not liking it.

 

“Zarbon,” the ice overlord hissed out.

 

“Yes, Lord Frieza.” He was standing on the left side of Frieza's hover chair in his throne room.

 

“I want you to accompany Prince Vegeta's team on this assignment.”

 

Zarbon gave a startled look at Frieza as the tyrant went on. “You haven't been doing anything productive for me lately and I want to be sure that you can handle a simple purging mission.” Frieza took another sip of wine then dismissed him.

 

Zarbon headed for the launch bay when he meet-up with Vegeta and his guards. He knew that the young Saiyan avoided public meeting places and he seldom left his sleeping quarters. He gazed sadly that the shorter male knowing that Vegeta would never be his.

 

Vegeta stopped in from him. “Nappa, you and Raditz go ahead. I'll be there shortly.” His guards didn't question him. They just shot Zarbon a murderous look and then bowed to their prince and continued to their space pods.

 

“You look like shit Vegeta. Are you getting enough rest?”

 

“I'm fine.” Vegeta held an edge to his voice trying not to let his temper rise.

 

“You've been dodging me of late Vegeta. Why?” Zarbon asked softly.

 

“That bitch, Frieza, has been sending me out on missions one after another once I've returned from completing them.” Vegeta didn't feel like getting into another argument with Zarbon. That's all that they seemed to do was fight.

 

He didn't know how much of Zarbon's mothering he could take. Ever since he told Vegeta about the drug that Frieza gave him, Vegeta couldn't hold anymore anger toward him, but now? Zarbon was treating him like he was made of glass and it was starting to piss him off to no end.

 

“What are you doing here anyway Zarbon? Shouldn't you be kissing Frieza's ass or something?”

 

“That wasn't very nice. We all want to be free of him but until that time comes, I'm still a servant just like you. Besides, I'm here to oversee your next mission”

 

“YOU'RE DOING WHAT?!!” Good grief what was the freaking universe coming to.

 

“Shh, Vegeta. Do you what everyone to hear you?” Zarbon chastised. As if on cue they received some funny looks from the maintenance crew. “We don't have time for me to explain and I'm glad that I'm going with you, because you haven't requested for lighter duties and I don't want you to over do it with this mission.”

 

“I can take care of myself.”

 

“You have someone else to think about other than yourself and you know it.” Zarbon wasn't leaving any room for an argument.

 

Vegeta knew that he was right. He put his hand over his stomach. “I'm fine Zarbon. The doctor said everything looked good and he also said that if there were any problems that he would let me know. Now, let's go before we're behind schedule.”

 

Both warriors climb in their pods and entered the coordinate data.

 

[Prince Vegeta, your arrival time will take approximately two weeks. Statsis will begin in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1] the computer rattled off. Vegeta closed his eyes and made soothing circles around his swollen belly. Soon, he thought, soon he would be able to hold his baby.

 

The prince was asleep in no time flat. It will be a least a month before they returned and after that Vegeta would be only a few weeks shy of delivering.

 

~oOo@oOo~

 

The short alien doctor ran franticly down the halls. As he rounded another corner he slammed in the last being he expected to see.

 

“What's the meaning of this?” Frieza's red eyes were glowing dark.

 

“I'm sorry My Lord. Please, forgive me.”

 

What's the rush? Is there a fire or something?” That crack earned some laughs from his fat guard.

 

“I'm looking for the young Saiyan, Lord,” the doctor acknowledged without looking backup.

 

“Vegeta? I've sent him on another mission.”

 

The doctor raised his head at the answer. He face paled and the ice tyrant noticed.

 

“What's wrong with him?”

 

“My Lord, his condition is too delicate now to be purging”

 

“What are you talking about? Vegeta is the best purger that I have.” Frieza was beginning to lose his patience with the toad.

 

“Please Sire. I mean no disrespect to you but Vegeta is in a high-risk category. He had received quite a few blows to is lower abdomen, which left some bruises that were heal in RT. Unfortunately, the blows also separated the Placentia from the wall lining. He needs to be on immediate bed rest. If he receive another blow like that one last time he could very well miscarry or worse, he could die from internal hemorrhaging.”

 

Frieza looked at the doctor as if he had grown another hear but he understood his meaning. “How could Vegeta be pregnant?”

 

“Sire, it's in the Saiyan male genetic make-up to bare children with another male. Well, to be more precise a mate.” The doctor summed up.

 

“Who's the father?” Frieza's interests were peaked. How could the Saiyan prince have a relationship without his knowledge and without his permission.

 

“I'm sorry Sire but I have not been able to obtain that information.” The lizard ice lord was not bent out of shape, yet. He turned to his other guard.

 

“Dodoria, have you heard anything about Vegeta?”

 

“There was some speculations that he was seeing someone Sire but no one had any ideal who that person might be. You know how closed off the little monkey can be.” The large pink blob answered.

 

“Very interesting. I want you send a message to Zarbon. I want them back here pronto. I want to get to the bottom of this.” Frieza barked out his orders and left.

 

~oOo@oOo~

 

Four space pods landed at their destination on time. Nappa and Raditz were already about stretching their cramped muscles, but Vegeta and Zarbon still haven't exited their pods.

 

“You gotta be kidding me Dodoria?!!” Zarbon seethed inside the quietness of is craft. /What are you up to Frieza?/ He thought.

 

Zarbon finally joined up with Nappa and Raditz. “Where's Vegeta?”

 

“We thought that he was with you?” The bald Saiyan Elite guard said. All looked at each other with the same expression, something was wrong, and they flew off toward Vegeta's pod.

 

Zarbon banged on the window, after he looked inside to see that the prince was still unconscious.

 

“VEGETA! WAKE-UP!” They were all shouting. Finally, after 10 minutes the door hissed opened.

 

The prince was so wan. His insides were killing him. Vegeta stumbled a bit but recovered before anyone noticed.

 

“Are you okay, Vegeta?” Zarbon asked.

 

“Yes, I'm fine. I just need to eat.” Vegeta haven't eaten anything for two weeks. That would have been fine and dandy but he's pregnant now and couldn't starve himself like he use to.

 

“For a minute there you had us worried,” Nappa said but little did he realize that he wasn't from far from the truth.

 

“Let's get this over with,” Vegeta growled. His tail flicker behind him he could no longer wrap it securely around his waist, because of his growing belly.

 

“Wait guys” Zarbon cut in before they took to the air. “Frieza wants us to return ASAP”

 

“WHAT?!!”

 

“Some things come-up and he needs to speak with you Vegeta.” Zarbon and the prince shared a knowing look this was definitely not good.

 

~oOo@oOo~

 

Vegeta entered Frieza's throne room and immediately knelt on one knee. Sucking up much of his pride he answered. “Prince Vegeta reporting as requested.”

 

“Let's get straight to the point. Sources tell me that you're pregnant. Now, what I want to know is who is the Father?”

 

The young prince paled. /Shit! I can't tell him that it's Zarbon/

 

“It was a one stand night. I was thoroughly drunk, so I can not tell you.” Vegeta was still on one knee.

 

Frieza knew that he was lying but dismissed it. He knew that it took a lot to get Saiyans wasted. “I'm very disappointed Vegeta. I wouldn't think that you would let yourself be used like that. You're one of my best purgers and some careless idiot managed to knock you up, which I'm not happy about at all.” Frieza paused in his ranting looking a Vegeta with wary eyes. His thick long white tail thumped against the black tile floor.

 

He noticed that the Saiyan wasn't being his difficult self, much to his surprise plus Vegeta kept his head bowed, which was totally out of character for him.

 

“Vegeta, my patience with you is wearing thin---” Frieza was cut short when Vegeta groaned and fell over.

 

~oOo@oOo~

 

The room was dark when Vegeta regained consciousness. He smelt the sterilization of the room and knew that he was in the medical wing. An IV was attached to his arm as well as another IV bag that dripped painkillers. He couldn't believe that he, the strongest fighter, passed out from a contraction. How pathetic. He was about to leave and go to his quarters when the doors swung opened.

 

In stepped the short green alien doctor followed by Frieza. The doctor was looking over some charts with a worried expression.

 

“Prince Vegeta we need to operate quickly. Your blood pressure is high and you have some internal bleeding if we don't this now you may very well die.” The prince turned his head and stared out of the window.

 

When the doctor received no answer he turned to the ice lizard. “Vegeta, where's your mate?”

 

Said person gave an undignified snort. “I've no mate. If I did he would be here right now, for Saiyans mate for life.”

 

Both Frieza and the doctor were stumped at the revelation. No wonder no body could figure out who was Vegeta's mate, because the Saiyan prince did not have one.

 

~oOo@oOo~

 

The cesarean proceeded without any complications and to the doctor's surprise there were two babies, a boy and a girl. One was hidden behind the other and couldn't be detected on the ultrasound. Unfortunately, the boy died. When Vegeta received that blow to his stomach it had damaged the Placentia and the fetus but it had protected the other one.

 

The doctor did inform the prince of the news about his son but show no emotions over the death, but the doctor knew that he was trying hard not to show that he was sad. The look in the prince's onyx eyes said it all. The doctor left the prince alone with his daughter, shaking his head quietly shutting the door behind him.

 

What the doctor didn't tell him was that the baby looked exactly like his father, whom he had figured out was Zarbon. Light greenish skin and emerald forest hair. The only thing that the baby inherited from Vegeta was a long furry tail.

 

The doctor deleted all of the records of both births and only accounted for one and listed the father as unknown. He knew that if Frieza found out about the parentage Zarbon and Vegeta might end up dead.

 

Just as much as he didn't care for Frieza's right hand assassin, he cared a little for the prince. Deep down inside he knew that Vegeta had a caring side and that he secretly hoped that the Saiyan prince would deliver all of them from the icy hold that Frieza had on them.

 

By this time Vegeta was awake thanking to whatever gods that there were that Frieza had left for some `business'. No doubt to add more planets to his ever growing empire.

 

He held her close as he studies the little tiny being in his arms. She was beautiful and she gave him a small piece of happiness. Her furry reddish-brown tail came out and curled around his fingers.

 

She had pale skin that would get darker just let her `mother's', also she had a mop of auburn hair that fell around her head, and to add to her beauty she had a widow's peak. It wasn't a well defined as Vegeta's but one noticed it if her hair was pushed back out of her face.

 

She yawned and cooed a bit before opening her eyes. To Vegeta's dismay she had her father's eyes. If anyone took a good look into them they would find out the Zarbon was the father. The prince sensitive ears picked-up movement outside his door. As the door opened, he growled low in his throat as a warning to the intruder. The person stayed rooted at the door slowly closing it.

 

“Go away whoever you are if you value your life” Vegeta threatened.

 

“Calm yourself Vegeta. It's only me, Zarbon.”

 

“I don't care who you are! I said GO AWAY!” The prince's voice rose in volume, his maternal instance to protect his child kicked in.

 

Zarbon was at a loss on what to do. If he approached Vegeta in this state, he would for sure have his throat ripe out. He needs to try a different tactic. He cautiously walked toward the bed with his hands wide opened. He hopes that Vegeta would see to reason.

 

“I'm here to see my daughter, koi.”

 

The prince thought for a moment. Did he have a lover? Was it really Zarbon and not some trick? His senses were being overwhelmed. He was so confused. He inhaled deeply taking in the scents of his newborn baby and the unwanted visitor. The visitor's familiar scent filled him. He also noticed hint of it was radiating from his daughter. Then everything clicked into place.

 

“Zar-bon?” Vegeta's eyes were coming back into focus.

 

“Yes. It's me.” Zarbon was close enough to sit next to the bed. “Vegeta, may I hold her?”

 

The prince was a little hesitant at first but he lowered his guard, and passed the baby over to him never taking his eyes off her.

 

“Did you name her?” Zarbon asked holding his baby for the first time like he did a thousand times before. Vegeta didn't answer. He merely shook his head.

 

“Well,” the proud father started. “. . .let's name her. . .Zarra.” [ 1 ]

 

“Whatever,” Vegeta grumbled. He had drifted off to sleep. Zarbon place the baby back near Vegeta.

 

It would be only a matter of time before Frieza got his hand on their child and Vegeta was in no shape to protect her. Luckily, the lizard would be gone at least a year. That gives them some time to bond with her but then after that---

 

The year was up and it couldn't happen at the worst possible time. Raditz reported back from a scouting mission practically half dead. Vegeta and Nappa went to the planet to find out why the guard was defeated so badly. The only thing that Vegeta could get out of him was the name Kakarott.

 

Vegeta held off on stasis to ponder about what Raditz told him. /The name Kakarott. Where had I heard that name before?/ He knew that it was Raditz' kid brother, the one that went missing right after Frieza blew up Vegetasei, but what he couldn't figure out was why that name had haunted him so.

 

It also didn't help any that he had to leave his daughter. Although, Zarbon promise him that he would watch out for her he still didn't feel secure that she was safe with Frieza coming back, there was nothing that he could do now. He had a mission to do: gather the Dragonballs and annihilate the worthless planet called Earth.

 

~ The Saiyans Arrive ~

 

Seven lone figures stood in dust watching two spaces pods land. Vegeta and Nappa motion forward scanning the area.

 

“So, you must be the weak humans that defeated Raditz. I'm surprised that a weak race such as this could over power a Saiyan,” Vegeta said not really looking at them but through them. His eyes settled on a very familiar pair of obsidian orbs and spiky black hair. Immediately his dreams spoke out loud in his head

 

{KAKAROTT!!!}

 

{I'm sorry Geta. I wasn't able to beat Cell}

 

“Hey, Vegeta are you alright.” Nappa shook him a little but shrugged him away.

 

Their opponents weren't going to wait around any longer. “We know why you're here and you're crazy if you think we're gonna let you get a hold of the Dragonballs.”

 

“And you must be Kakarott, Raditz' brother.” Vegeta smirked.

 

“My name is Goku and you're not wanted here” He finally got a good long looked at the short Saiyan and gasped. He couldn't believe his eyes. Those were the same pair of steel orbs that he had been dreaming about since he had turned eighteen.

 

Vegeta didn't show it but the object of his inner most desire was standing before him. {You and Goku belong together.}

 

(A/N: This was where the fight breaks out and Vegeta leaves with tail between his legs and now they're on their way to the planet Namek. I'm fast-forwarding to where Vegeta and Zarbon have their last fight.)

 

“Vegeta don't do this!” Zarbon had transformed into his altered state but Vegeta was still beating him to a bloody pulp.

 

“Stay out of my way Zarbon! You may want to serve that bastard for the rest of your life but I don't! I will rule the universe as how I was meant to!” With that the prince knocked him into the lake.

 

Vegeta flew off in search of the bald guy and that girl, but little did he realize that another set of eyes was watching his progress.

 

“I knew that this would happen.”

 

“Uh, what do ya mean Raditz?” The tall bald Saiyan said. [ 2 ]

 

“Vegeta, the fool is getting power hungry and forgot about Zarra. Come-on let's get out of here. Once everything has settled we'll contact Vegeta to come and get her.”

 

The two Saiyan guards left with their precious bundle, hoping that Vegeta would come and get her.

 

~ A year and a half later ~

 

There was a knock at the front door and a tall blonde accepted the package. “Oh, my! Bulma, honey!”

 

“Yeah, mom!” Bulma came into the living room.

 

“This is for Vegeta.” She handed over the letter to her.

 

Bulma stared at it with mute curiosity. She was dying to know who had sent the letter. There was no return address or name on it. Unfortunately, Vegeta left the planet almost two months after the episode on Namek and that mysterious kid who told them about the androids. During that time they had somehow fell in love and got married.

 

She didn't know when he would be back. He only told her that he had to find someone very important him and then he left without another word. Plus, he was ranting on about trying to be better than Kakarott The following month after he had left she found out the she was pregnant. She would have been thrilled but Vegeta was not there to share in the news or the birth of his son.

 

Now, here she was mom with a six-month-old baby. Depressed, Bulma walked back to her lab and lay the letter on the table and there it stayed forgotten.

 

The following month Vegeta returned back. He had achieved his status as a Super Saiyan but his search had turned up empty. He looked sad and defeated unable to clearly think. He told Bulma that he found one of his guards, Nappa, but he was too late. Nappa told Vegeta that someone kidnapped Raditz along with whoever he was looking for and then the warrior died in his arms.

 

Vegeta was devastated, but he knows that if Raditz was still alive so was his daughter, and that was something that he could never tell the woman.

 

~ Seven years later ~

 

She knew that it was going to happen sooner or later. She just didn't know when. Vegeta was getting sicker by each passing day. Chi-Chi had call her a few times to tell her that Goku wasn't doing well either. Bulma for the life of her couldn't figure out what was going on with their husbands.

 

The only thing that she could do was throw a party and hope that by seeing everyone the two Saiyans would snap out of whatever was making them miserable. She had run so many different tests but nothing was conclusive. In all honesty they were in perfect health, so what could be making them sick.

 

Over the pass few months Bulma noticed that Vegeta and Goku were getting to the point that they were not eating or sleeping or training. Something was slowly killing them.

 

In her lab she analyzed what data she had:

 

They were both Saiyans

 

They were both full blooded Saiyans

 

They were that last of their kind

 

The answer just slapped her in the face. It all became clear. They were somehow drawn to each other by their Saiyan heritage and being married to totally different people they were fighting a growing attraction between each other.

 

“How could I be so blind!” Bulma said to herself. She knew that Vegeta loved her and Trunks but he needed to be with someone from his own species. If he wasn't he would die from a broken heart, deny himself to what it would be like to be with someone of his own kind. She went to the phone and dialed the Son residence.

 

“Hello”

 

“Hey Chi. It's Bulma. I need for you come over. I need to talk with you about something very important”

 

“Okay. Bul, what's wrong?”

 

“I'll explain everything once you get here” Bulma hung-up the phone then proceeded to make arrangements for another get together. Hopefully, one that will be with Vegeta and Goku by each other's side.

 

~oOo@oOo~

 

Bulma ducked again as Chi-Chi tried to choke her. She couldn't believe what her so-called best friends told her.

 

“Are you out of your mind!!! My husband is not gay!!! He loves his family and me!!! Don't you care?!!”

 

“Face it Chi, if you don't accept this Goku will die. Do you want that to happen, again?” Bulma was at her wit end. Chi-Chi was being stubborn. She didn't want to face the fact the Goku was in love with someone else and that someone else was Vegeta.

 

“How can you be so calm about this Bulma.” Chi stopped chasing her around the kitchen and settle down at the table.

 

Bulma was thankful that Chi-Chi didn't pack her frying pan. She didn't know if she could survive a strike from something made of iron.

 

“Come. Follow me Chi. I wanna show you something.”

 

Chi-Chi got up and trailed behind Bulma outside. They stood out front of the dome structure listening to faint pings and pangs. The ground around them would shake a little then calm. Bulma motioned her friend to the window.

 

Chi-Chi peeked inside to see the Saiyan prince and her husband beating the crap out of each other in their highest form SSJ4. She also noticed that Goku had a smile on his face, one that she hadn't seen in a very very long time. And Vegeta, well he had on his customary smirk but it was somehow different.

 

“Do not stand there and tell me that you would deny both of them the chance at being happy. Chi, I know that it's hard to believe but they belong together and believe it or not they just don't know it. They love us for all we're worth but we can't make them happy.

 

We given them children and let them experience love with humans. Now, it's time for them to experience love with each other they have been denying a growing attracting for Kami knows how long. If we take that away from them they will die.”

 

Chi-Chi just stood still her eyes glued to the combatants inside the GR. Bulma was right. Chi-Chi and Goku hadn't really been together since Goten was born. Now, it was time to let him go.

 

“Alright.” She hung her head tears slipping down her face. Bulma hugged her and cried along with her.

 

“Don't worry about a thing. It will all work out.”

 

Later that night, Bulma had a long talk with Vegeta. He stood with his back to her not say a word. He really didn't know what to say. She told him that it was over between them and that he must follow heart. She knew about the feelings that he had for the third-class warrior, how he didn't know. She also told him that if he didn't go to Goku right now she would kick him out for being so stupid.

 

His dream came back in full force. {NO!!! Don't you leave me you baka!!! Do you understand?!! If you die, I'll be right behind you!!! I will not be able to live on this piece of dirt without you!!!}

 

Yes, his dream the one that haunted him for over ten years. He hugged the woman and kissed her good-bye. Now, the only thing that would make him truly happy besides getting Kakarott as a mate would be having his daughter with him where she belongs.

 

~ End Flashback ~

 

Bulma was downstairs in the lab moving some equipment around when an envelope fell onto the floor. She picked it up and looked it over. By the condition of it it was a least a few years old. On the front of it read:

 

To: Vegeta, Crown Prince of Vegetasei

 

Nothing else.

 

She made her way back upstairs into the family room to see the short Saiyan staring blankly out of the window.

 

“Ge, I found a letter address to you.”

 

He turned around and took the letter from her. His eyes went wide in disbelief as he read the parchment. The letter dropped from his hands. His hand unconsciously grabbed his stomach and he fell over faint.

 

“GE!!!” Bulma cried out. She checked his pulse and turned him over as best she could. “MOM! DAD! HELP!”

 

Dr. Briefs and Bulma had the prince as comfortable as they could get him. Bulma didn't know what had up set him so much but she was sure that it had to do with that letter. She went back to the family room and picked it up off the floor. She scrunched her brows together and cursed. The bloody thing was written in Saiyan.

 

~ TBC ~

 

A/N: [ 1 ] I couldn't think up a good name, so if anyone have any suggestions, please threw them me and I will give you credit for it if I pick yours. However, if you all like the name I picked let me know and I'll keep it. [ 2 ] I needed them alive

 

What do you think that was in the letter that made Vegeta faint? Hmm, I don't know but it can't be good ^_~

 

Nemesis